ic notes and random gab

I do hope everyone is keeping themselves safe and content. It's never easy to deal with danger when it's very close to you like this. There will always be a level of chaos in the world, but it will pass. I'm sure it will be taken care of.

( Kingsman )

No one has to worry about anything.

First of all, Loki is fine. He's at my place and he's resting.

Second, yes, Loki was dead. I revived him. I can bring back the dead.

Third, do not engage in fighting with her. Fighting without a combat medic around is stupid. I don't know about the others, but I do have some equipment to help with healing. If you want to use them, contact me.

Fourth, if she does kill you or hurts you, I'll be there. My valkyrie suit was designed to get to people swiftly on the battle field and my staff emits a medicated healing beam. I can revive anyone, but please try not to die (or at least too often). And if you need me there to help you, please don't get me involved in the crossfire. My body repairs itself but bullets and such still hurt. And some of them can be a pain to get out.

If you have any questions, please don't hesitate to ask. Thank you.

I need a job.

I have experience in flying space ships, fixing space ships, saving the universe and --uh. Procuring difficult items. What can a guy do with that?

I would be incredibly grateful if someone could please inform me as to why the police in Centurion Square seem to believe I am some form of smuggler! Why would they believe I would take interest in such a petty crime?! One of the witless, morbidly dense fools tried to have me arrested!

Well, I suppose now is as good of a time as any to announce my new job.

I'll be working at the Centurion Square, I believe doing the same work. I don't know why things had changed, but perhaps it's for the best.

Either that or someone is taking the piss.

Hopefully the commute won't be long. I'd hate to move.

[Private to Eggsy]

...You haven't created an elaborate hoax just because of what I did to your phone, did you? I mean, I'm sure it still rings 'leedle leedle lee' but it's a lovely ringtone. At least it doesn't do it for Harry's face.

There was a nice lass I talked to - I think she's a baker - that mentioned time magic and... she's right. I've been doing some research and it's really astonishing what's been going on. I don't know why it didn't hit everyone or why the ages are so random, but it explains a lot.

Knowing what my future is is quite a shock. Mostly because of my hair.

[Private to Harry Hart]

Harry, where the bloody hell are you? I know you're here. The only reason you'd stay quiet is because you're with someone so... what's his name?

[Private to Elliot]

You knew me when I was older, didn't you? You don't have to answer, I already know you do. I read our messages and all.

So... I might have done a reverse hack, found where you live, broke in, and took your dog. It was supposed to kinda be funny and a prank but uh... surprise?

She's okay! She actually needed a bit of house training, so I've been working with her. When are you around so I can give her back?

( Here's a picture of her for proof. )

Throwing a party at Club Luna tomorrow night. Join me there around 10! Buying the first round of drinks and loads of appetizers. Not bribing to make friends, but if that's how it seems, why not? You only live once.

[Sharon]
Good morning, beautiful. I'm saving you a seat.

( Round and Round )

Well hell hey y'all!

Guess who's got a bar opening tomorrow night? This cowboy, that's who!

Name's Tequila! An' just like the liquor, I'll go down just as smooth on ya. Now y'all should come on down to my bar in Ravenmoore, The Wonky Donkey, if y'all like a good time. Good food, good drinks, an' we got a bucking bull. You stay on that bad boy for 8 seconds, you get a free shirt and drink. Stay on there for 12 seconds, you get a drink on me. 16 seconds means body shots for everyone in the bar.

Only the winner gets to lick the salt off of me though.

An' I'd like to thank the lil doctor over in Summerbridge for curin' me right up. Lil lady, just remember next time I get to give you an injection.

I said I wasn't going to do it but I let one of my coworkers set me up on a blind date. I can't believe my life has turned into this. Humiliating.

The worst part? He didn't even show up. So I'm all dolled up, in a fancy restaurant, by myself, waiting, and the waitress keeps coming by asking if I want more ice water.

Think it's time to go home and lose myself in a bottle of wine.

I want my frickin' body back!

It's perfectly normal to have take-out Chinese for dinner, by one's self, in one's office, after everyone else has already gone home to their families and their lives outside of the medical profession.

( You Have ( 2 ) New Message )

( Separate text to Eggsy )

Oh?! Is it the turkey holiday time?

Who's having a party and where can I go?

APPARENTLY, when you do a running thing, a turkey trot if you will, you need shoes that are not flat bottomed Chuck Taylor's (in purple, obviously) or super duper combat boots meant for kicking ass and taking names but not marathon work.

So, look, I guess I've gotta go shopping but I don't want to. Maybe my knee joints can just grind up into a fine powder and it'll be fine. In fact, it sounds refreshing. I will do that instead.

This has been a public announcement.

Oh, and I guess also I am thirsty?

EDIT:
Never mind on the thirsty thing, I got a special delivery.

( Stiles )

( Harry Hart )

( Merlin )

( Eggsy )

( Derek )

[Private to Harry Hart and Eggsy Unwin]

Can either of you cook?

For clarification, putting something in the microwave and hitting 'start' does not count as cooking.

[Private to Roxy]

Well, lass, when shall we get started with cooking lessons?

Know what's great? HEADSHOTS!



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As for everything else, I've got a date coming up! If you want to find out with who, you'll have to tune in Saturday night to find out! I'll be live-streaming everything! ^.~*

I've started decorating for Christmas.

I'm only a tiny bit ashamed.

It's impossible to know what to write when making introductions on these things. Because I could very well be starting off on exactly the wrong foot here. Then again, maybe rambling and awkward is the way to go. I haven't yet done enough research to tell. Ah, to heck with it, I'll take that gamble.